Chapter 18: The head is gone
On the roof, Guan Chu was almost killed by Zhang Jiusheng, and under the roof, the young master and the housekeeper who had been together for decades also competed against each other.
The weather in July, just like the temper of the little daughter-in-law of Wang's kidnapper's family, said that it was sunny, said that thunder would thunder, and slapped the plantain with a violent storm, splitting the head and covering the face of the two people on the roof in an instant, Guan Chu reacted quickly, reached out and grabbed Zhang Jiusheng's collar and carried it down like a chick.
Zhang Jiusheng felt his throat tighten, and he only had time to scold: "You!" ”
"Young Master, when did you find out?" The old butler didn't seem to pretend anymore, so he simply straightened his waist and looked directly at Wei Man not far away, his face as calm as water.
Wei Man didn't say a word, and spread out his palms at the old housekeeper.
The half of the jade pendant, he has always held it in his hand, and he didn't let go even when he was sleeping, the old housekeeper's eyes lit up, and he chuckled: "I see." ”
"Even then, don't you admit it?" Wei Man's wide sleeves flicked off, and the jade pendant took off.
The old housekeeper stretched out his hand and gently took it, and the jade pendant was already lying in the palm of his hand, he lowered his head, watched quietly, and carefully stroked the warm jade body with his wrinkled palm, and said softly: "The old slave has lived most of his life on the tip of the knife, and only when he arrives in Fan County can he live a stable life, I thought that I could make them safe when I left home and relatives, but in the end he still didn't let me go, didn't let me go!" ”
But a few words, those cloudy eyes were full of waves, while it had not fallen, the old butler raised his sleeves and wiped it, and then said: "This jade pendant was originally bought by the master for my little son, but it's a pity, it's so broken." ”
"Don't talk about him left and right!" Wei Man clenched his fists.
The old butler smiled, put away the jade pendant carefully, looked at Wei Man for a long time, and then said slowly: "Young master, this matter is not as simple as you see, the old slave can only tell you that those people in that wall are not people, they are ghosts who eat people and do not spit out bones, you are the only son of the master, and the old slave does not want to and does not want to see you step into this troubled water." ”
"I don't want to know this, and I don't care what your plans are, Hongdou obviously told me that he would let Xuedian leave Hongdoutai, but why did the last one come to me was a head wearing a human skin mask?! I put her in the old mansion, I want her to enter my genealogy, into my ancestral hall, I go to see her every day, I don't even dare to take off the human skin mask on her face, but why do you regret it in the end, and even take her head away?! Wei Man stood up, took a few steps forward, and gradually became emotional, and when he looked again, he was already in tears.
The old housekeeper was stunned: "You said the head is missing?" ”
Wei Manman's eyes were full of grief, he bent over, covered his face and almost knelt down, and after hearing the old housekeeper's words, he suddenly raised his head: "You don't know? ”
Suddenly, a gentle cough sounded outside the door, as if deliberately interrupting the conversation between the two, the room was quiet for a moment, Wei Man was stunned, hurriedly wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, turned around and calmed down for a while before calming down.
Seeing this, the old butler pulled his sleeves, bent his waist, and opened the door.
Standing outside the door was none other than Zhang Jiusheng, and Guan Chu with an impatient face.
"I think I'm here by coincidence, isn't it, Guan Tou?" Zhang Jiusheng lifted his robe, raised his legs and went into the house, and when he saw Wei Man, he grinned: "Yo, Young Master Wei is finally willing to wake up." ”